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Dust To Dust

アーティスト:Prime Minister Pete Nice & Daddy Rich  アルバム:Dust To Dust 

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Dust, dust on my shoes Heed the word as I kick the blues Bring it on, bring it on, yo, I never lose But the dust broke quick like a short fuse I ain't got no money in pockets But my taxes are payin for rockets Some say, "Return to a dustbowl" But the devil say, "Sacrifice a poor soul" Now you're pullin out cards, times is hard Hops ain't got a job, only cheap shots Big shots pimpin the pay checks What comes next? (Strictly snappin necks) Quick, roll the dice, what's your move? Games of chance, smoke rocks, or booze Booze your mind with the Minister Dust to dust, life is sinister [Ice Cube x8:] (Ashes to ashes, dirt to dirt) Ring around, ring around a pocket full of po's Pimp on the corner got a lotta, lotta hoes Ashes to ashes, they all fall down A needle in a arm and a frown Down on your luck, got stuck on a scumble Dust to dust keeps the mortals humble Takin out heads on a platter The Dadda Rich beats is much fatter Got trouble in New York City With a capital T down to the nitty-gritty Sexy what a pity what a pity, inner city what a pity But I sweep and dust off the city Get with the goose that's good for the gander Cheap is talk, cheap talk equals slander


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